Finding, binding, winding your time
Sleeping, weaving, asking for more...
The closer you get to the time you'll forget
You'll be looking back and wishing you wore...
A garment from start of a hardened heart
To get yourself by with that heart torn apart
You get by, and get by wanting more than you have
Wheeling and dealing to settle for half
Waiting, you feel, could not be a crime
A nickel, a dime, til' you run out of time